Every night quakes lightly
--like childhood's laughter.
Quick, give me a new thing
to see--yes, you, so beautiful
to me. America,
you're breaking
me.
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Earthquake dreams, deadlines, fears, news, OMG.
Big A and I worked on dredging the pond all day and he thinks (correctly) that we should let things dry before we repair, but I want to just...
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